Touched floor three times this morning, two times included me making a video about this book that i’ m meant to send though haven’t sent yet. Mostly my butt touched stuff which mainly was a toilet seat plus the chair that is under me now.
want to make a mini video about different things jumbled together. would like to do that today would also like to work on projects, not drink, not smoke, not convey myself as a drinker and smoker * I AM NOT NOT NOT not a drinker/ smoker everyone. would like to paint big painting hung on my door and finish it. would like to upload new mix on mix could and then upload it here. around 6:30 i have a rap up meeting about a djing thing i did on sunday. rap up meetings are weird and cool i think. you’ll be like
"yeah yeah i thought the outcome was friendly and it turned me on and made me think hey hey this is working out well, I’m feeling good right now."
put mini chocolate things in my oatmeal because my sister gifted them to me. really enjoyed them melting with the oatmeal and cinnamon. felt milky and sweet which tasted opposite to my coffee.
feel like reading somewhere but think my bed rooms a good place to be for now, maybe.
sometimes i go around tumblr and look at images to inspire me and feel guilty about looking for images that inspire me on tumblr because there’s an entire world out there. i also feel very botanical like I’m connected to leaves and those leaves are my fellow allies in this large space ride.
Andy Warhol is a cool guy I’ve noticed while reading his book about philosophy stuff. he’s descriptive and accurately says every story thats ever happened to him. I’m on page 8 so far. i like not reading the books they make us read to get inspired for a couture fashion show extravaganza at school. i like doing the opposite of what school tells me. i like it when my teachers tell me that I’m being bad though secretly love it. i can tell by the facial expressions they make when they catch me not listening. we have a secret talk when our eyes contact.
ILL BE BACK LATER.